PROMPT ME

[lady_sarai]

On IM with second_batgirl, regarding the fact that she is drinking and writing drunken drabbles:

second_batgirl: I AM ON MY FIFTH DRINK
Sara: Wooooo!
Sara: I COULD TOTALLY HAVE WINE, I FORGOT WE HAVE SOME!!!
second_batgirl: YOU SHOULD HAVE WINE AND DO DRUNKEN DRABBLES

So, in the spirit of being silly and impressionable and over-ambitious, PROMPT ME.

I am going to get some wine now.

Comments

[lady_sarai]

Roy walked into the kitchen, a bewildered look on his face. "Dick?"

"Yeah? Hey, is the pasta supposed to look like this?" Dick asked, poking at the giant clump of spaghetti in the pot of boiling water.

Roy grimaced at the pot and shook his head. "No. And Tim's here."

Dick looked up, surprised. "Tim? Should I put on some more spaghetti?"

"No," Roy said, looking confused. "He's not here to see you."

"What? Why is he here?"

Roy reached past him and grabbed the pot of spaghetti sauce, yanking it off the heat as it started boiling over. "He's picking up Cissie."

"Oh." Dick peered into the pot, wrinkling his nose. "That doesn't look like yours. Pick her up for what? Why didn't Cassie pick her up?"

"It doesn't look like mine because it's solid--how did you do this?" Roy asked, poking at the sauce with a wooden spoon. "I think they're going out."

"I don't know, I just boiled it. Out where?"

Roy gave him an incredulous look. "Out. As in Tim used the front door and Cissie was wearing a dress. Fair warning--if your

[second_batgirl]

I LOVE YOU SO MUCH OH MY GOD THIS IS PERFECT.

[lady_sarai]

YAY I AM GLAD YOU LIKE IT! :D

[milleniumrex]

Hee! Awesome. Roy is such an overprotective dad. XD

I loved this, and your fics always fill me with glee. :D

[museofspeed]

CUTENESS. Dick sucks at cooking and ROY FLETCHING ARROWS THREATENING. Yeeeee!

[xenokattz]

Oh, spaghetti! It's so obvious Alfred does EVERYTHING for the bats. I love how oblivious he is, too. And Roy! Threateningly fletching arrows! BWAH!